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Bong Song
There’s a beautiful boy who’s just seventeen
He should be in school but he chooses not to be
He has a home where he lives sometimes
But he walks all day with his friends and his bong
His friend owns a 4x to get to class,
He goes but leaves before it starts,
He has a car and all that he needs
But he walks the streets with his friends and his bong
His angel-faced friend has a voice so smooth
He could sing you to heaven with his moody blues
But he sold his buck for a packet of weed
And he walks the streets with his friends and his bong
'Life’s so hard, my parents split up
I quit school ‘cos I couldn’t keep up
I tried to get work but it’s winter now
So I walk the streets with my friends and my bong'
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Liz Horwill 2007
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